Your newness radiates off you in waves. You’ve just flown some 21 hours to the other end of the world to celebrate and the air around you is punctuated with your achievement. She looks frazzled and tired, he looks frustrated but calm as he tries to maintain patience.

In this particular life, the simple untruths are rapidly growing out of control, and things are quickly unraveling. Although day by day, it goes unnoticed, without any measure of control the whispers are overwhelming Truth, and soon she will be lost in the darkness of deception, hidden in the shadow of a small disgrace. A small disgrace, once kept out of view, but now being revealed as gently as a blanket is unraveled thread by thread.